Living in the east means dealing with Snow. When I first moved away from California back in 1998 and to Indiana, the first few times it snowed were pretty cool. Now, well, not so much. Although I must admit it was gorgeous this morning at 7am. Unfortunately, I was shoveling it instead of admiring it.
With snow on the ground and the potential for more this weekend, the thought of pitchers and catchers reporting in less than three weeks is a strange one.
Kids in Indiana, Pennsylvania, and other places throughout the country wake up to snow and either want an “official” snow day, or they just want to play hooky to play in all the snow.
Growing up in Sacramento, we never had a snow day. I had one fog day, but never a snow day. I had to find other reasons to play hooky.
Every year when I was a kid, I would mysteriously be sick sometime the first week of March. Why you ask? Well because sometime during that week was the first Giants broadcast of the spring. What a glorious day that was (and still is). It signaled that spring was just around the corner. That baseball season was just around the corner. And it meant that the end of the school year was finally in sight!
Over the years there were other days that hooky was played as well. If you’re under 35, you probably don’t remember that back in the “old days” the playoffs were just a best of five and there were games played in the daytime. Without looking it up, I don’t think the first weekday World Series game was played at night until the Pirates and O’s played one in 1971.
So in the fall, I didn’t really pretend to be sick, I just stayed home and watched the games. Come on, they were the playoffs! And yes, I’m talking about PLAYOFFS (screeching my voice high and pretending to be in a post-game press conference).
There was also another day that I’m happy I played hooky and that was in October 1978. The Yankees and Red Sox had just finished an incredible division race that ended in a tie. If my memory doesn’t fail me, the Red Sox had a huge lead in August and worked themselves into choking (something they did quite well until 2004) allowing the Yanks to catch them.
My mom wandered through the living room that afternoon and before I could get the channel changed to whatever movie she thought I was watching, she saw the game on and realized I wasn’t sick.
Just drive through Boston yelling the name Bucky Dent and see what kind of reaction that still gets, over 30 years later.
Speaking of hooky, how many of you are going to play hooky on Monday? And how many of you think that the Super Bowl should either be on Saturday, or that Monday should be an official U.S. holiday?
Speaking of the game here’s what I think for what it’s worth… Colts 38 Saints 21. Of course, my World Series prediction was exactly the opposite of what happened.
Stadium Update… things are going very well. Pictures continue to be updated weekly on the Senators website of the construction. Excitement is growing in the offices over the construction and certainly seems to be growing in the ballpark as well.
Until next time, have fun and well, if need be, play hooky for a day and just do something fun (like playing in the snow)!